From Writhe’s journal: There was absolutely fantastic scenery on the way here. I think all my pictures are going to turn out blurry because the train was going pretty fast. It was really hot in the train section because this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I’m watching this gold statue/robot guy in the park who is getting a shitload of money. All he does is bow when someone puts money in his bucket. Shitloads! Tons! I checked out of the hostel today[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: Woke up and decided to give the city one more chance. Refused to go to the Modern Art Museum with the asshole Canadian. Found another used record shop that the desk guy told me about at the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I go with B (the Canadian jerk) to the hostel via a very large, 20,000-Leagues-Under-the-Sea-looking S-bahn. Another crazy place. Stairs up and down and passageways and doors. Eight squeaky beds and a TV near the ceiling. Met[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: The organ concert turned out to be more of a service. This Baroque church has three organs and one of them is immense yet not as impressive as in some off the gothic churches where they loom[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: It was easy to find the hostel in Hamburg. I ended up with a swanky room with four beds and no roommates. I walk around town a bit and got some food at one of the many[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I brought my laundry back to the hostel to find that I had three new roommates, two girls and a guy that came from Berlin and were very tired. I talk with them for a bit before[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: I get into Amsterdam and walk to two places to find a bed. I call from the second to the third and hear that they have a mattress available on the floor. I take it. I waded[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: On the train to Amsterdam. Last night I got back to the hostel and walked to the CD store in the rain only to find that it was closed due to it being Sunday. So I put[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
From Writhe’s journal: Woke up early and ate a meager breakfast. Found out that a tour left from the hostel so I went to a cash station in the middle of the city, but it looked like someone had punched[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…